This is where she and Qin Ling grew up, so they naturally have deep feelings for it.
I still remember that when we were young, our favorite thing was to walk through the streets and buy all kinds of things.
The mortals in the city are not as sallow and skinny as in other cities. On the contrary, their lives are pretty good, and the sounds of hawking are heard one after another every day.
And his father would often hold their hands and stand on the city wall, overlooking the prosperous scene.
He tried hard to persuade Qin Ling that if he inherited the position of head of the family in the future, he must treat these mortals in the city well.
Water can carry a boat and also capsize it.
This is the truth that their father tirelessly taught them.
Qin Huanyin sighed, but unfortunately this will probably never be used again.
Shaking her head, Qin Huanyin threw all these thoughts out of her mind.
The look in his eyes gradually became determined.
Enter the city!
Today, under the leadership of Qin Ling, we entered Fantasy City along a remote path. This was a path dug by the siblings specifically for fun, so it was not destroyed.
The scene in the city at this time was indeed a bit chilling.
At this time, the city was no longer as prosperous as before, but was filled with a sense of depression and dilapidation.
There are not as many mortals walking on the street as before, there are only a few here and there. Their faces are not particularly good, and they look like they have been suffering a lot recently.
Qin Ling watched silently, with some contemplation, and continued to lead everyone to the old house of the Fantasy Clan.
The Huanmeng old house at this moment is extremely messy and can even be described as a ruin.
There are overgrown weeds everywhere, and some scattered bricks and tiles are scattered on the ground.
There is a sign in the upper right corner that looks like a door plaque, with a vaguely phantom character visible.
There are not many people coming and going here, firstly because ordinary people don't dare to come here, and secondly because the Dongfang clan has already looted this place and doesn't bother to send people to wait.
So it left a few people in peace.
Qin Huanyin observed again to make sure that no one was paying attention around him, and then slowly walked over.
I put away the broken door plaque and gently wiped away the dust with my hands. The gilded magic words could still be seen.
Qin Ling walked to Qin Huanyin, and both of them fell into silence as they looked at the phantom words, standing there silently without speaking.
Dabai glanced at it at this time and couldn't help but sigh: "I have to say that this clan is really different from other demon clans. They look like humans everywhere."
Qin Huanyin turned her head and smiled reluctantly: "They may not know that my great-grandfather fell in love with a woman, but in the end that woman died for my great-grandfather."
"From that generation onwards, my great-great-grandfather left a message for us, the Fantasy Clan, to abide by our true intentions and not to cause too many evil deeds."
"And my grandfather also fell in love with a woman that time, but in the end he cruelly left her because of his identity."
"Here comes my father."
Qin Huanyin smiled, as if she was also feeling a little emotional.
"My father fell in love with my mother. This time, he went against the cowardice of the past, gave birth to me with my mother, and confirmed my status as the fantasy princess."
"It's a pity that my mother died in the end because of the chaos of the demonic energy in her body after giving birth to me."
Qin Huanyin's expression became lost.
Qin Ling patted him: "Don't be too sad, they have never regretted it."
Qin Huanyin raised his head and opened Harmonica Ling. Some tears appeared in his eyes, but he held them back and did not fall.
Some things need to be faced by oneself after all.
Zhu Chen also looked at the ruins with complicated eyes. Three generations of his ancestors have fallen in love with humans. There is something wrong with this demon clan.
While several people were still feeling sad, a figure slowly appeared in the distance, looking a little rickety.
Everyone immediately became alert.
This figure looked very thin, with a very thin figure, and his clothes were in tatters. He looked like he was going to die soon.
Qin Huanyin suddenly covered her mouth and pulled Qin Ling's arm in disbelief.
"Is this, this, Qi Guanjia!"
After hearing Qin Huanyin's words, Qin Ling also looked sideways, and soon, the figure gradually appeared in front of several people.
His vitality was rapidly passing away and his breath was dying.
The figure raised his head and looked at the people in front of him in shock. Tears flowed from his eyes and he raised his hands.
"Master, miss, it's really you! You are still alive."
Qin Huanyin hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man: "Butler Qi, you are still fine."
Butler Qi nodded, then shook his head and sighed.
Then, he opened his clothes, revealing a dark chest.
"I was slapped to the ground by Dongfang Jue before. He thought I was dead, so he didn't take care of me."
"After a long time, I discovered that I was not dead, but at that time, the master and the others were all killed."
Butler Qi choked up a little, and then his body began to tremble violently, and the black air on his chest became thicker and thicker.
Qin Huanyin quickly looked at Zhu Chen for help, but the latter shook his head helplessly.
After a while, Butler Qi stopped shaking, but his body felt worse, and even his eye sockets became a little swollen.
"I am also a dying person, so I planned to come here one last time to take a look. I never thought I would be able to see you ladies in my lifetime. It would be good to die here."
He glanced at everyone without asking any questions, and finally his eyes rested on Qin Ling.
As Qin Ling walked over tremblingly, he also leaned down to support Butler Qi.
Butler Qi squeezed Qin Ling's arm tightly, and her body began to fall slowly.
Zhu Chen walked over and channeled some infuriating energy, and then he became slightly more stable.
Butler Qi gave Qin Ling a grateful look, and then gave Qin Ling a hard tug.
"The master finally said, if you are lucky enough to be alive, take good care of the young lady. The young lady has the most precious treasure of our fantasy family. If you can, conquer him."
Qin Ling stretched out his hand and grasped it, and the Seven-Star Gilded Rainbow Sword appeared in his hand.
Butler Qi was stunned for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction. His body had completely lost all strength, and he relied entirely on Qin Ling for support.
He took out a token from Najie and handed it to Qin Ling.
"This is the order of the head of the family. Although you two will be the only ones left in the future, I hope you can stay."
"at last."
Butler Qi's eyes began to close slowly, and his breath became vague.
A few words floated gently into Qin Ling's ears.
"The head of the family said, live well and don't take revenge."
As soon as he finished speaking, Butler Qi's hand fell from Qin Ling's body, his eyes were completely closed, but the corners of his mouth were filled with smiles.
A layer of mist appeared on Qin Huanyin's eyes, and her nails dug deeply into her flesh, but she resisted not falling down.
Qin Ling stood there. He had experienced too much in the past two days. He also felt powerless and could only watch his relatives leave.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Ling's eyes gradually became determined.
Zhu Chen came over and touched Qin Huanyin's head.
"Condolences."
Qin Huanyin nodded, then seemed to think of something, looked at Qin Ling, and saw that he also nodded.
Then the two men gently carried Butler Qi to a mountain behind Huanmeng's old house.
This is the ancestral grave of the Fantasy Clan. Only those of the orthodox bloodline of the Fantasy Clan or those who have made significant contributions can be buried here.
And Butler Qi’s greatest wish was buried here.
There's not much difference here from before, basically it's still the same.
Qin Ling and Qin Huanyin dug a hole for Butler Qi with their own hands, and then slowly put Butler Qi in.
Shovel after shovel, I buried soil inside, and soon, there was a new small pit in the back mountain.
Qin Huanyin stood there silently without saying anything, but a few crows in the distance made a sound of ahhh.
Green pines and ancient cypresses stand majestically there, guarding the last piece of pure land of the Dream Clan.
Qin Ling took out the Seven-Star Gilded Rainbow Sword, and a trace of sword intent blended into it, making bursts of sword sounds.
No reward?
A force of heaven and earth began to gather towards him.
How is it possible? If it were him before, he might still be able to listen to Butler Qi's words, but now, it is definitely not possible.
The seven-star gilded rainbow sword suddenly left Qin Ling's hand and flew straight into the sky, leaving a shallow trace behind.
The sound of breaking through the air made people's eardrums feel a little swollen.
Qin Ling raised her head and looked at the sword that had gone away. Her momentum continued to rise, and there was a kind of perseverance between her brows.
The sword's heart breaks through.
Zhu Chen looked at Qin Ling in admiration. He had to say that Qin Ling's talent was really good. He was good at cultivation, and he was also very talented in swordsmanship. He actually achieved the mastery of the sword's heart in a short period of time. It's really
It cannot be underestimated.
With a brother like him, his own little apprentice is probably no different.
Zhu Chen turned his head and looked at Qin Huanyin, who was looking blankly at the sky, trying to find the trace of the sword.
Feeling Zhu Chen looking at her, Qin Huanyin gave Zhu Chen a silly smile.
Zhu Chen turned his head expressionlessly, wondering why his apprentice felt that something was different from what he imagined.
Buzz!
A crisp sword cry sounded, and in just an instant, the Seven-Star Rainbow Sword returned to Qin Ling's hand, but the sword at this moment seemed slightly different from before.
A little more spirituality.
Maybe Kendo is more suitable for Qin Ling.
Zhu Chen rummaged through the ring for a while, then walked over and handed him a book.
Qin Ling was a little surprised, he was Zhu Chen, and the things Zhu Chen gave him were not simple.
But he directly reached out and took it. His sister’s teacher was his teacher, so how could he be so polite?
We are all a family.
Just like that, Qin Ling happily opened the book of sword skills.
Happy swordsmanship!
Officially one of the sword techniques created by Zhu Chen himself, this one has been simplified by him, so Qin Ling can practice it at this time.